Mallow is the story of a flower-candy that explodes in the infinite sweetness of violet powder. A temperamental and mellifluous fragrance. A singular contradiction. The true illusion of a harmonic vision in contradiction. A constant olfactory bite for our ears, eyes, mouth, and fingers. Because Mallow cannot be smelled. It is listened to, seen, drunk, and touched. Like many ultra-thin grains of pepper, this fragrance is dangerously inspired by your most sensual shadows. Updated with heliotrope and the most secret orange blossoms, the violets will envelop your neck and wrists until the absolute.

The score is written. Now it's up to you.